Bannockburn Binding (Beloved Bloody Time) (17 page)

Rob groaned into Lee’s mouth.

Lee swayed back, releasing his head. He wore a small smile. “I like that sound.”

Rob reached for the hem of Lee’s robe. “I’d like it more if you were making it.” He lifted the robe over Lee’s head and Lee pulled it off and threw it to the floor. He wore a fine linen shirt and braes beneath and his cock was making a tent of the shirt.

Tally sat up, her beating heart and pulsing body unable cope with placidly lying down when both Lee and Rob were within touching distance. “Let me,” she murmured. Her voice was thick with arousal.

Lee drew a breath, his chest lifting. “Please,” he replied.

She slid off the edge of the bed, carefully not brushing either of them, then moved around to stand at the foot of it, which placed her within inches of both of them where they faced each other. She had already kicked off her shoes and wore only her stockings beneath her clothing, held up by garters just above her knees.

“First,” she said, reaching for the ties on her kirtle. “I need to remove a few layers, myself.” She loosened the ties until the neck of the gown sagged around her shoulders, then pulled it over her head and dropped it onto Lee’s robe. She wore a linen chemise beneath, a necessary layer against the cold.

“It’s really not the same effect as releasing an anti-stat zip and watching a silk evening dress tumble to the floor around your high heels and silk stockings,” Lee murmured.

Rob frowned. “I have no idea what any of that means, but by the longing in your voice, I would pay gold coins to see it.”

Lee rested his hand on Rob’s shoulder. “Perhaps we should arrange that for you.” He raised a brow as he glanced at Tally. “D’ye think Rob’s heart would stand the strain of you in a garter belt and a French lace teddy?”

Tally smiled. “I’d like to see what he makes of us in our real clothes.” She slipped the last of the ties from her hair and shook it out, then bent to catch the hem of her chemise in her hands. She lifted it slowly, by sliding her hands the length of her legs, deliberately teasing. When she reached just below her pussy, she paused. Then she yanked the chemise from her body in one convulsive movement.

Lee exhaled heavily as she dropped the linen onto the pile of discarded garments on the floor. “Leave the stockings on,” he said.

Tally smiled. “I thought you might say that.” She moved around to kneel on the bed behind Rob, who was sitting on his calves now. The front of his kilt was as tented as Lee’s shirt.

Tally stared at Lee from over Rob’s shoulder. “You’re drawn to both of us, yes?”

Lee settled back onto the mattress, his thighs spread, in the same manner as Rob. He nodded. “Yes,” he agreed, his voice low.

“So, do you find it arousing to watch us both together, I wonder?” She pulled Rob’s shirt from his kilt and lifted it up his torso, sliding her hands over his chest and stomach as she worked. She felt his flat abs quiver as she stroked. After a minute or two of teasing, she took the shirt off completely and discarded it. She glanced at Lee again.

He was watching, still, his eyes narrowed. As she looked, he swallowed.

Pleased, she began to lick and nibble along Rob’s neck and shoulders with her teeth and lips and tongue, while she let her hands circle and stroke along his abdomen, then drop down to the buckle of his belt and slowly unfasten it.

Rob’s breath was uneven and rushed as she dropped the belt onto his discarded shirt and reached for the end of his kilt. Lee’s gaze never left her hands.

Tally unwound the kilt and dropped the plaid over the side of the bed. She circled her arms around Rob’s waist again, to stroke the sensitive skin over his hips and lower abs, until she was brushing up against his rearing, heated cock.

He gasped.

So she gripped him, her hand around the base of his shaft. But she could not reach him with her other hand, so she shuffled to his flank in order to reach with both hands from one side. She cupped his balls with her spare hand as she let the first drift up the shaft to bump over the flaring head of his cock and back downwards.

This time, Rob’s reaction was stronger. He groaned, his hand fisting against his thigh.

“Ah, Christ,” Lee said breathlessly.

Tally glanced at him. Lee’s chest was rising and falling quickly and he was gripping both thighs with his long fingers digging into the flesh hard.

So she released Rob and moved around the bed, then leisurely settled herself next to Lee, so that her knee was pushing into his thigh. “You liked watching us together, then,” she concluded. “I wonder if Rob will like it as much.”

“I will,” Rob said, his voice low.

“Now, don’t spoil my fun,” Tally chided.

“I meant only to say that you should not spare your efforts with him. The effect will be worth it.”

Tally smiled at Rob before turning and stripping Lee of his shirt. The work of lifting the shirt from him meant that the tip of her breast scraped against his chest and she heard his quick in-take of breath.

Lee was not solid and thick like Rob, but there was rounded fighter’s muscles across his chest, shoulders and arms, and dips and curves across his stomach, proving that before he had been made, Lee had been at the peak of physical fitness. He was a master swordsman, trained first at WestPoint. Later he had travelled to Europe to learn from old masters in Seville and France and his sword skills had been added to throughout the centuries he had lived and fought as a vampire.

Tally ran her hands over the physique she remembered so well, her thighs straddling one of Lee’s thickly muscled legs. She bent her head to kiss and slide her tongue and lips across his flesh and was rewarded with his gasps and the catch of his breath.

She dropped her hand to the fastening of his braes. It was a simple bow in the drawstring, and as she flicked her tongue at Lee’s nipple, she tugged the bow undone, knowing that Rob would be watching her hand.

The braes sagged open and she pushed them down Lee’s hips, carefully not touching his red and throbbing cock. It stood painfully upright, beating against his stomach.

Tally laid her hand against his abdomen, just above his cock, staring at it. Her pussy throbbed and clenched, aching to feel a cock sliding into it.

“Oh Christ above,” Lee groaned. “Your pelvis is grinding into my leg. I can feel your pussy pulsing. A man can only take so much, Tally.”

His arm came around her waist, like an iron band. She was lifted. His other hand gripped her thigh, moving it. Tally gave out a gasping cry as Lee spread her legs across his thighs. His hands gripped her hips as his green eyes stared into hers. “Nearly seventy years, Tally. Now we’re human, I can smell you. Taste you. Touch you properly for the first time. It’s too much. Especially with Rob, too.”

He lifted himself up and his cock drove into her in one smooth, hard driving thrust.

Tally cried out her pleasure at the taking. It was more than good. It was heavenly. It was perfect.

…but it wasn’t. Not exactly perfect, she realized.

“Rob,” she breathed.

Rob’s lips touched her shoulder. “I’m right here. Lee, stay still for a moment.”

Lee was still breathing hard as he looked up at Tally. “I could stay like this forever, I think.” He grinned. “Well, not forever. But a while, anyway.” He brought her head down to kiss her. It was a hard, swift kiss. “I had forgotten just how good it is to be inside you. No, not forgotten. But….” He frowned. “This is better than I ever thought it might be.”

Tally stroked his face. “It’s about to get even better.”

Rob’s fingers stroked around her anus, spreading oil, then slipped inside. Tally could feel her practiced muscles relaxing at his touch.

Then Rob’s warmth touched her back and his hands slid around her waist. “Lean against Lee,” he murmured.

Lee gave out a gusty breath and pulled Tally toward him.

Rob eased his cock into her. This time he had to work for every inch, for Lee’s cock was already spreading her and squeezing the space.

“I can feel you sliding in,” Lee breathed. “God help me, Rob, I’m losing it here.”

Tally could feel Lee’s trembling as he held her, the little movements of his hips and his cock inside her. He was on the very edges of his control.

“Just hold it a wee moment more,” Rob breathed.

Finally, Rob was seated inside her. He pulled her back so that she was leaning against his shoulder.

Tally drew in a shaky breath. “
This
is perfect,” she declared. “Both of you at once.”

“Together, Lee,” Rob murmured. Tally felt his hands shift on her waist. She was lifted.

They withdrew together and thrust into her together.

Tally cried out and clutched at Lee’s shoulders as the exquisite sensations sent waves of pleasure slamming through her. Her clit spasmed and bloomed.

Another thrust.

Tally sank into the pool of sensation inside her that the thrusting quickly built. It was different from anything she had ever experienced. Overpowering. Mind-blowing. Her orgasm didn’t build and climax so much as explode throughout her entire body without warning, taking over muscle, sinew and nerves in a total body shut down that stole her breath and her thoughts.

Lee shouted, a hoarse cry, his fingers digging into her hips as his own climax tore through him. She could feel his cock spurting inside her.

When at last Tally opened her eyes, she saw Lee smiling at her. His eyes were still sleepy with arousal and her heart jumped a little.

“You screamed,” he said.

“She does that,” Rob agreed.

“I like it,” Lee decided. “I want to hear it again.” He patted Rob’s hands on her waist. “Lift her up a little and put her over your legs. You can stay in her, as you didn’t come.”

Rob snorted. “I know how to pace myself,” he said as he lifted Tally and rested her against his pelvis. It dislodged Lee’s cock from her vagina, but Rob’s cock was still deep inside her ass.

“I can change that,” Lee replied. He kissed Tally. “You look like you’ve been thoroughly fucked. It suits you.” His lips trailed down her chin and onto her breasts, where his hands and mouth teased and tweaked, until Tally was panting and wriggling.

Then Rob’s hands slid over her hips and began to stroke along her inner thighs, drawing closer and closer to her cleft, until they pushed gently between her folds and teased her aching, swollen clit.

Tally clutched at Lee’s shoulders for support, her hips jerking, as Rob and Lee stroked and made her squirm and moan.

“You’re squeezing around me like a fist,” Rob groaned.

Lee lifted his head. “Do you think you could put her on her hands and knees and stay in her?”

“There’s one way to find out.” Rob kissed her shoulder. “Lee has something in mind.”

Tally shivered. Lee always did have something in mind.

Rob’s great strength allowed him to arrange her on her hands and knees and still keep his cock inside her. He stoked her ass from behind. “Lovely,” he murmured.

Lee dropped two of the pillows beneath Tally’s hips. “Now lie her down,” he said. “And stay with her.”

“And I thought you were the creative one,” Rob murmured to Tally as he lowered her onto the pillows. He spread her thighs with his knees and settled behind her. His cock quivered as he gave a small involuntary thrust into her. He rested on his arms over her.

Tally gasped at the sensations produced by the unusual angle.

“Now it’s my turn,” Lee declared.

Tally turned her head and looked over her shoulder. Lee had his hand around his own cock and it gleamed with oil. Understanding flared in her, along with sudden blossoming excitement. Rob had stood oiling his cock once a few weeks ago and she had found it just as powerfully arousing. Only Rob had slid into her ass.

Lee knelt behind Rob and stroked his cheeks. Rob closed his eyes. His breathing had increased.

Then Lee dipped his fingers deeper into Rob’s cleft, circling his anus. Spreading oil. He slipped a finger inside.

Rob moaned and his hips gave a tiny thrust, grinding his cock deeper into Tally, making her gasp. But she kept her head turned, watching as Lee gripped Rob’s hips and guided his cock between his cheeks, then slid slowly inside.

Rob’s breath escaped him in an unsteady rush. “Sweet heaven,” he breathed. “I had not dreamed it would be so….” He closed his eyes, clamping them shut. “Hurry, Lee,” he ground out.

“Why?” Lee asked, with a reasonable tone. “I am enjoying myself.” He thrust slowly.

Rob moaned and his jaw rippled as he clamped it hard. He did not thrust into Tally at all. Sweat built on his temples. Now Lee had Rob hovering on the edges of his control.

Rob shifted his weight to one arm and reached beneath Tally’s hip with his free hand. His fingers slid up against her slick clitoris and began to stroke it in firm, sure strokes, the type Rob had come to know would bring her to the swiftest and hardest climax.

Tally groaned as she felt her body respond and a climax immediately leapt to life and begin to build. Her hips shifted, thrusting in response, everything clamping down inside her as the excitement built.

Her thrusts were working Rob’s cock in and out of her. Rob was panting as he pleasured her.